Where the Wild Things Are


This is a city located on the coast of western Idalos and stands as a pillar of light against the dark cliff faces surrounding it. Ne'haer is considered a port city for ships as well as the last stop for most seafarers adventuring to locate the Iulure Isles. For this, it is nicknamed "Death's Door". In contrast to its nickname, this city focuses mostly on religious values and rituals for the protection of the immortals watching over their city. Ne'haer is also a city booming with trade and nobility, as well as jobs and plenty of opportunities to advance in skills and crafts.

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Thu Aug 09, 2018 5:02 am

Seeing Finn react in the state of fascination when the elements came to life delighted Trevor, somehow the mysticism felt very pure and innocent when the magic came into play. But at the same time he couldn't help crane his head just a little bit, for a couple of reasons as they warranted different reactions. "Do what?" He feigned innocence as though he beheld no real part in the matter, a slight chuckle released as he looked towards the water with tranquility. "A mentor your say?" That part warranted much intrigue from the Defier, as he hadn't suspected Finn a mage much like himself to say the least.

"I didn't expect you to possess the Spark such as I, then again there's a variety of Sparks one can earn and keep completely secret." That much he commended Finn for, given the fact mages were somewhat hit and miss when located in Ne'haer. Lysoria had quite a few of them to be sure, but aside from there no other place seemed safe. Not for anybody who possessed magical talents at least, what with the way mage hunters and figures in position of power declaring it blasphemy. Unnatural. Against the natural order. Whatever clause they used it was just a means, a way to justify their reason for ignorance with the gift. "Though I must point out that what I'm doing is next to nothing, just a skill any fresh Defier picks up on when they begin their practice." He remarked with a curl of his mustache, as the corner of his lips turned into a warm grin.

"Defiance enables one such as me to commune with the natural world, mostly the Elements such as the ones surrounding us. Air can spare me whispers through the breeze, water may swirl or even pool to greet me; even the earth will 'nudge' me a time or two." Though his brown eyes were filled with enthusiasm, his brow elevated to display intent behind the clarification that followed. "They are of course just impressions that I receive from them, others claim to be able to actually hear or listen to them in a different way. For me though it's like a conversation best heard through the mind and soul, therefore by allowing my Spark to harness Ether the Elements speak through it to me." He looked back down to the water as it rippled softly from both his as well as Finn's shins, his mouth still perked in a warm smile as he mentally reached within himself.

He asked for cooperation with the water, for the element to hear his favor through the echo of his Spark. The sentient entity in his soul in turn reached within to tether Ether into a channel, it's fixation around his legs as it coaxed for the substance to listen and respond. To hear his request and in turn fervently comply with an answer. Thus the water responded with a shift in its body, with a current of coaxed by Ether to move and swirl between them. Of course it was only subtle and gentle, like when a fish might peck at one's legs when completely still. But the masterpiece it briefly created was exactly what Trevor had hoped for, as his Spark departed the whim of his idea into creation; right between the legs of Finn at the surface of the water. The surface swirled as the current of Ether pooled there, coaxing the element into a solid form that matched that of an existing entity.

It was a lotus flower visibly in the form of solid water, a state of manifestation that lasted only but a moment for Finn. When the form of the water collapsed Trevor watched him closely, amused to find that the bow in the collapse created a faint splash against the side of the man's shins. "It's a wonderful thing to be able to converse with my friends like this," the Defier admitted with great ease, "certainly not often I get to introduce them to someone new for sure." Suddenly not but two trills after he said that, a soft cool breeze wafted between him and Finn.
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Mon Aug 13, 2018 6:23 am

Finn contemplated the words. Different sparks. Despite the fact that Telar did not have much chance to teach him properly about his own, Finn wasn't so naive as to think his spark was the only kind there was. But how could they differ aside from the resulting effects on the world around them? Finn thought as the wind gently pressed against him once more almost like an extension of Trevor's own body and mind. Didn't they all reach into the same ether? Would mentoring different sparks differ too? Perhaps in the knowledges of the magic, the ways each manipulated the ether might have in fact been so set apart from the other that Finn's budding hopes of finding a mentor outside his kind were beginning to get quashed. At the end of the trial, it was one thing to manipulate the nature itself and another to manipulate the body. Each were complex in its own ways despite their inherent relation.
The gloom of the idea as he listened to Trevor explaining what the priest guessed was called Defiance was momentarily distracted by a beauty to be beheld. The display of the power, despite however simple Trevor claimed it to be, made Finn smile slightly as he watched the flower come into existence briefly before it was claimed back by its own element. It was beautiful and breathtaking for someone who hasn't seen much of other magics. In a way it resonated with that childhood awe at anything unknown and much like then Finn felt at the presence of a miracle. Though as soon as the lotus became a memory, so did the priests expression turn pensive once more. He couldn't help it. There was much he wanted to accomplish, much he wanted to learn to understand. So he took a leap of faith despite what his logic was telling him and asked Trevor a question which in itself might have been that of innocent ignorance.
“Say, what if my spark is different to yours. Could you still help me learn about it?”
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